She was here for a reason. And it wasn’t because Hernán De Almería was the most gorgeous, sexy guy she’d ever met.
Moving into the bathroom, she closed the door, noting there was a lock.
Thank God for that.
She turned the lock and glanced over at the bath, which was filled with bubbles. It smelled amazing in here. Vanilla and caramel?
Yum.
Her tummy rumbled, reminding her that it had been a long time since lunch. Which had consisted of a handful of crackers since there hadn’t been anything else in the cupboard. She’d eaten the last of the bread for breakfast.
With a sigh, she started stripping off her clothes. Shivers racked her body as she threw them on the floor. She never wanted to see those clothes again. Even if it were possible to salvage them.
Which it wasn’t.
She stared at
